As promised, car!smut Jily. Lily and James have just signed on with the Order of the Phoenix, and there’s no better time than now for a roadtrip through the Scottish Highlands with the Sex Pistols on full blast. Lily drives like James flies. The only rational thing for them to do is pull over.

Pretty sure that at least one of them got a bug up their arse during this encounter. Here you go:

Copilot - Rated MComing into this trip, she’d been a tense, agitated mess. Surely unfit to be driving at such reckless and giddy speeds. Now she’s flat on her back with a huge, wide sky above her, a storybook meadow all around her, likely at least one police car within ten kilometers of her, and James Potter fiddling with her skirt. There’s no way this can end badly. LE/JP, July 1978.

AU Where James comes home after a long Quidditch practice and heads to the head boy/girl dorms immediately to shower and barges in on Lily showering accidentally.

I just want to start out by saying I hate the new tumblr update. It’s so annoying to do these indents. But anyway, this is for you, anon! Love, love, love this prompt!

James sighed, kicking off his shoes as he walked into the Heads’ private Common Room. He was muddy and soaked in sweat and rain water. The cool October air didn’t stop him from sweating like a pig. He’d just finished a rough Quidditch practice with his team, wanting to make sure they beat Slytherin during their upcoming match. Now James wanted nothing more than to get a hot shower, and maybe spend the rest of the night in front of the fire in the quiet Common Room.

He noticed Lily’s bedroom door was shut, so he made his way up the stairs to their shared bathroom, removing his shirt and pants along the way. He left his boxers on in case she were to come out. He threw his dirty clothes into his bedroom before walking to the bathroom. He ran a hand through his hair out of habit, thinking over what plays they would use during Saturday’s game as he opened the door to the bathroom.

There was a scream, and a wet washcloth thrown at James, who stood in shock. After getting a glance at the wet—and very naked—redhead, James quickly threw a hand over his eyes. “Fuck, Lily, I’m sorry! I didn’t know you were in here! I didn’t see anything, I swear!” James swore, backing out of the bathroom.

“Merlin, James! You scared the pants off of me!” Lily said. The shower was still running, but James could hear her getting out. She wrapped a towel around herself and continued. “You can look now, I’m decent."

James peaked over his hand, wishing he hadn’t. Sirius’ mum naked. James thought quickly, hoping to Merlin Lily didn’t see what was going on in his pants. “So you were wearing pants in the shower?” James asked, running a hand though his hair nervously.

"Huh?” Lily asked, raising an eyebrow at him. She rung her hair out in the shower that was still running in the background.

“You said, ‘Merlin, James! You scared the pants off of me!’” James smirked, doing his best to imitate Lily’s voice.

“Oh shut up,” Lily laughed. “I don’t sound like that!"

"You do,” James said matter-of-factly.

“What are you doing in here? Trying to see me naked?” Lily asked, raising an eyebrow. “It’s not like you didn’t hear the shower running. And the awful singing."

"You were singing?” James grinned. “Can’t believe I missed it. Will you sing again for me?"

"No!” Lily laughed. “I know you heard it. I thought you’d be at Quidditch longer, so I was enjoying a nice shower until I was interrupted.”

"I really didn’t hear you, I was thinking about Quidditch plays,” James said, blushing slightly. He was talking about Quidditch to Lily Evans, who was naked right in front of him. He tried his best to restrain the boner that was threatening to ruin his life.

“Ah, that usually does it.” Lily laughed. “Looks like you’re in need of a shower more than I am. But I was using it first…"

"You can finish. Just let me know when you’re done,” James said, turning to go out of the bathroom.

“Or…” Lily started. James turned back around to see Lily now facing the shower. She dropped her towel and stepped in. “We could save water. Shower together, you know?"

James gulped. Whatever restraint he had on his cock was completely gone now. “I— um… Are you sure, Lily?”

"Would I be standing naked in the shower if I wasn’t sure?” Lily asked, turning to smirk at James. She stepped under the water and leaned her head back. “Come on, you’re filthy."

James practically threw his glasses on the counter and stepped out of his boxers. He walked towards the shower, trying to remain calm.

As he stepped in, Lily smirked at him. “Happy to see me?” she asked, looking down at his cock.

"Well, Evans, it’s not everyday that the girl of your dreams asks you to shower with her,” James said, blushing quite a bit. He bit his lip, trying to just look into her eyes.

“You can look,” Lily smirked. “I’ve already gotten a good look at you."

James let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding as he let his eyes wander down Lily’s body. He took it all in: her hair matted down from the water, her twinkling green eyes, her round and firm breasts that looked like they were just the right size for his hands to hold, down her stomach and across a patch of red pubic hair that was shaped in a triangle pointing down, and down her smooth and creamy legs. “Beautiful,” he whispered, his eyes darting back to hers.

Now it was her turn to blush. She cleared her throat and grabbed James’ shampoo bottle. “C’mere,” she said pulling him under the water with her. She reached up on her tiptoes and began to gently massage his shampoo in his hair.

James could’ve sworn he was dreaming. Lily’s fingers massaged his scalp, and he thought he could die at that very moment and be completely content with the way his life turned out. “You’re something else, Lily,” James chuckled.

"Is that a bad thing?” Lily smirked, rinsing the shampoo and mud out of his hair.

“Not at all,” James said, gently pressing her against the shower wall. “You’re perfect…Er, I was wondering…” he blushed slightly and looked into her eyes. “Since you have me in the shower? Would you fancy being my girlfriend? Or at least a date with me?"

Lily grinned, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Well, I was hoping you’d ask. I’d love to. To both.” she said, leaning up and pressing her lips to his.

James grinned, kissing her back happily. “And you know, I wouldn’t mind all of my showers to end up like this…”

"We’ll see, Potter,” Lily smirked, kissing his cheek. “You know there’s also the Prefect’s bath that could be a great place to get clean together…Or a little bit dirty…"

Could you write a Jily fic where they're teasing each other in a public place and it leads to the bedroom?

“And then Flitwick gave me detention! Can you believe it?"

Lily was really trying to listen to Mary’s story at breakfast, she really was. But she couldn’t focus on anything aside from James’ hand slowly caressing her thigh under the table.

"Are you even listening to me, Lily?” Mary asked as Lily took a sip of pumpkin juice.

“Hmm? Oh yeah! I’m sorry, Mary, I’m just tired… I’ll talk to Flitwick later, alright? I might be able to get him to let you help grade a few first year papers and then be on your way.” She nodded. This seemed to be a sufficient answer because Mary smiled and then turned towards Remus.

Lily dared to sneak a glance at James, who was eating and laughing with Sirius as he normally does. But she saw the smirk hidden. He knew what he was doing to her. Lily bit her lip and then smirked, leaning over and placing a kiss on James’ cheek.

James kept talking to Sirius as though nothing were out of the ordinary. But he was suspicious. He’d seen that look before, and it meant she was up to something. He slowly slid his hand further up her thigh, brushing the edge of her skirt.

Lily shivered, gently kicking her shoe off under the table. James had this thing about his calves… She brushed her foot against the bottom of his pants, sneaking her toes up the leg and brushing it against his skin.

James’ jaw clenched, but he didn’t dare look at Lily nor cease his hand on her thigh. He cleared his throat and took a sip of his juice, continuing on with Sirius as Lily’s foot rubbed up and down his leg.

“You alright, mate?” Sirius asked, his eyebrows shooting up.

“Fine, yeah. Why do you ask?” James asked casually. Sirius may have been his best mate, but there was no way he was going to tell him Lily was seducing him in the middle of the Great Hall. That boy was the gossip queen of the school.

Lily glanced at James’ lap, happy to see that she was making an impression on James. She took a bite of toast as his hand finally slipped under her skirt and brushed against her thong. Her eyes widened and she put her toast back on her plate, and her foot back in her shoe. “You know what?” she announced to no one in particular. “I forgot my History of Magic book in my room… I’ll see you guys in class.”

They said goodbye and walked away too fast to hear Peter say “We don’t have History of Magic today…”

“I’m going to murder you,” Lily said through gritted teeth, unable to get out of the Great Hall fast enough.

"It took you bloody long enough,” James smirked, holding a few books to cover his growing boner. “I thought I’d have to continue this through class.”

“Might have to skip class if you don’t hurry up,” Lily said, pulling him through the corridors.

“What kind of example is that, Miss Head Girl?” James smirked, lifting Lily up and practically sprinting to the Heads’ dorms.

“Shut up,” She glared, leaning in and sucking on his neck.

James groaned, finally reaching the portrait to their private common room and dorms. He spat out the password and stepped inside, practically throwing Lily against the wall and ripping open her shirt. “Fuck, I was about to shag you in the middle of the hallway.”

Lily moaned, pulling down James’ pants and boxers halfway and sliding her thong to the side. “James Potter,” she said firmly, looking him in the eye. “Enough talk. Fuck me already.”

James moaned, plunging his throbbing cock into her hot center. She was so wet and tight. How was she always so wet? “Gods, Lils.” He groaned, burying his face into her neck and nibbling gently on some skin.

Lily clutched his back, digging her nails into his skin. “Faster, James,” she moaned.

James followed orders, soon driving Lily into an orgasm.

She cried out his name, tugging on his hair and tossing her head back agaisnt the wall.

James groaned, soon reaching his own orgasm. “I love you,” he breathed, still inside her as they caught their breath.

It has been a week since her first day at the police department. She was so incredibly busy in this week that she couldn't bother to care about the fact that her ‘one-night-stand man’ was her boss.

She did see him every day, he was her boss and the one who was teaching all the trainees how to react to any situation. She learned a lot from him, to be honest. Lily was one of the better trainees and was only getting better.

And it was a miracle, since she was the most distracted when James opened his mouth to say anything to the class. All she could imagine was how his lips felt on her skin in that one night they got together.

"I can defend my own bloody honor, thank you very much!” Lily glared, crossing her arms over her chest.

“You don’t think I fucking know that? It was three against one, Lily! Excuse me, your boyfriend, for wanting to protect you, or help you out every once in a while!” James spat.

“You started the bloody fight! They were just talking shit as always!” Lily glared. “And what did that get you? Detention for a week!"

"They could have started it just as easily!” James glared. “I finished it before it was started.” Fuck. James felt tension in his pants. Lily’s eyes were wild and color was rising to her cheeks. He knew he shouldn’t be feeling things right now, but he couldn’t help it. She was just so beautiful. Always so beautiful. Goddamn it, I’m not fucking fourteen anymore! I should be able to control this! Sirius’ mum naked… James thought desperately.

It was no use. Lily was moving her arms around, and he could just catch the top of her breasts… The best thing to do was keep yelling and hope she didn’t notice, then he could sneak up for a wank in a few minutes. “I want to help you sometimes, Lily!” James shouted. “I’m fully aware you don’t need it, but sometimes I just want to help you! I want to protect you!”

Lily opened her mouth to yell back, but noticed his growing boner in his trousers. She bit her lip, knowing she should be furious that sex was even on his mind while they were fighting. But they hadn’t shagged since last week, and his hair was messing and he was looking quite sexy.

“Don’t fucking stare at my boner while we fight,” James muttered, blushing slightly.

“Then let’s not fight,” Lily said simply, taking a step closer to him.

“What?” James asked. Before he could get another word in, Lily had pushed him against the wall and pressed her lips to his. He wasn’t sure how, but she had her shirt undone and her knickers off in a matter of seconds.

“Fuck me, James Potter,” Lily moaned against his lips, sliding her hands into his hair.

James groaned, pressing his still clothed boner against her. He turned, switching their positions so Lily was against the wall. He held her hands above her head, supporting her with his body as she wrapped her legs around his waist. With his free hand he dropped his trousers and pants, and thrusted into her, grabbing her waist. “You’re so fucking hot.” He groaned, burying his face in her breasts.

Lily moaned, throwing her head back. “Harder,” she hissed, wiggling her hips on his cock. “Fuck, James. I’m going to cum.”

James smirked, sucking on her neck as he thrusted harder into her, pushing her over the edge. He moaned out her name as he reached his own end right after her.

“We should fight more often,” Lily breathed as James released her arms. She held onto him to regain her strength, his cock still inside of her. “That was really good. I don’t think I can walk just yet,” she laughed.

“I really think Ireland is going to take the Cup this year,” Lily said casually as she made the tea. You would think this would be a perfectly harmless thing to say, but not when you’re married to James Potter. Lily knew this, of course, she just liked to get under his skin every once in a while.

“What?” James asked, looking up from his paper to make sure he heard her right.

“I said, ‘I really think Ireland–’” Lily started, but James cut her off. She turned towards the tea to try to hide her smirk.

“That’s what I thought you said. You’re insane, Lily. Since when did you start supporting Ireland anyway? You know Bulgaria has it in the bag! We’ve talked about this just last night!” James argued. If there was one thing he knew all about, it was Quidditch.

“I’m insane? You’re insane! Have you seen how well Ireland has been playing?!” Lily asked, putting on a straight face to turn and look at him.

Lily took a step towards his chair, not moving a muscle on her face as she pulled it out and knelt on the ground in front of him.

“What are you doing?” He asked, looking over his glasses and setting the paper down.

Lily didn’t answer, but instead, locked eyes with him and began to unbuckle his pants without blinking.

“Er..Lily…” James blushed slightly, tugging on his collar.

Lily just kept silent, looking into his eyes as she pulled his semi-hard cock out of his pants and licked from the base all the way up to the mushroom head at the top. She loved to see how easily it was to turn him on.

James groaned, sliding a hand into Lily’s hair. He was being sarcastic when he told her to suck his dick, but he didn’t think now was the time to tell her that. She was just too good at giving blowjobs.

Lily swirled her tongue around the tip before opening her mouth and taking in a small bit, just to drive him insane. She slowly began to suck, bobbing her head up and down as she massaged his balls gently. Then, when she thought he might explode from the torture, she picked up speed.

“Fuck, Lily…” James groaned, pushing her head further onto his cock. His hips lifted and he trusted into her mouth involuntarily as he came down her throat.

Lily winked at him, swallowing his juices and pulling her mouth off with a pop. She wiped off her chin, licked her finger, and pulled his pants up. Then, she immediately turned back to the tea. “Sugar?” She asked innocently.

“Er.. Yes, please, love. Thanks.” James said, clearing his throat and looking at his wife in wonder.

Hello, everyone! I’m always on the lookout for more Jily fanfics out there! So I decided to do a bit of a contest for you all!

I’m going to have 7 days worth of Jily prompts for you all to write about! The stories can be as short or as long as you want, but I’m looking for mostly one shots (So I have time to read everything). Feel free to continue your stories after the contests are over, though!

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